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I still don't know the way to love
I get lost on the way I do
when I could show what I'm made of
I show the hurt I hold on to

if I could find the way to be
the way this love could set me free
I might wake up to see
that I was you and you were me

I clean my slate
and say it's great
and leave behind a scene so grim

I still don't know the way to love
I give up time and time again
whenever any road gets rough
or goes uphill
or starts to bend

if I could find a way to love
I'd sing a song so true i swear
resuscitate my dying blood
and bring it back to me with care

I clean my slate
and say it's great
and leave behind a scene so grim

Track Name: Jacques

Jacques

He can hear the crack of a whip,
He can hear the snap of a twig,
Jacques, in the settling track, of the mezzanine crack, on the Vaseline pack,
So he left the impression of his fingers, in the soft mud,
Jacques, in the settling track, of the mezzanine crack, on the Vaseline pack,

He feels like a foreigner,
He feels like a sailor in the dark,
A sailor in the dark,

He can smell the scent in your hair,
He can smell your perfume in the air,
Jacques, in the settling black, no he doesn’t look back, just follows the track,
So his stuck in the presence of the glooming paralyzed mud,
Jacques, in the settling black, no he doesn’t look back, just follows the track,

He feels like a foreigner,
He feels like a sailor in the dark,
A sailor in the dark

Track Name: Hip

Hip

Violent and exited, activity is fun,
A disposition to find, causes of amusement
Playful and distorted, releases energy to heal,
A transformation, through balance

For today I am the one that heal the parts that you outworn
The little bits and parts that you don’t need anymore